He returned to his hotel that afternoon . . . but he received an electric shock as he approached the desk, for the bell captain addressed him, saying: Mr. Haviland wishes to see you at once, in his office.
Drawing a deep, steadying breath, Barefoot smelled the machine oil of the well-kept smoke pole. His very first shot put an immediate stop to Swann's barraging of Jessie.
While still remaining controversial, the paradigm for a ∼30 km-deep magma reservoir that may exist beneath the Chinshan area between the TVG and KVG has been recently emerged by seismic observations of S-wave shallows (Lin, 2016) and a shallow, subvertical earthquake-clustered conduit (Pu et al., 2020).
He manscapes, gets manicures, and I'm pretty sure he mansplains with the best of them, but when we're in the same room, the hairs on my arms rise.
